Once upon a time... Stephanie, the Queen of the most powerful Kingdom of the whole continent and the most beautiful women, was in front of the mirror of her room, contemplating her gorgeous figure. She was wearing a perfect turquoise dress and was holding a small scepter embeded with precious stones.
The Queen moved her scepter. "Mirror mirror on the wall tell me who is the most beautiful women in the world?"
The gem on the tip of the scepter touched the mirror and the glass moved as if it was made of water. A voice rumbled in the room.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, my name is Paul Heyman... and I am the-"
"Stop the bullshit, mirror! Just answer my question!" Queen Stephanie yelled.
"I'm sorry your Highness, but I'm afraid I have bad news for you." The mirror said mockingly. "The most beautiful woman of this world is no longer you."
The mirror showed the image of a young woman. She was very beautiful, the woman held a baby in her arms.
"She is Princess Rebecca Lynch. She is the heiress of the little Kingdom at the south. Her father died a few days ago and she will be crowned tomorrow."
Stephanie looked at the woman, she was beautiful no doubt. A handsome young man approached her.
"He is Prince Finn, her husband. They just had their firstborn." The mirror continued its explanation. "She is the most beautiful woman in this world."
"Well, we'll see that, Mirror." Stephanie was about to leave her room when she was interrupted.
"Mom, can you take me to visit Dad's grave." Her only son, a two-toned haired boy, asked for with wide eyed.
"Seth, baby, not now. Mom has something to do... something very important. But Mickie will take you." Stephanie said trying to walk.
Seth held her gown. "Mom, have you forgotten what day it is today?"
Stephanie looked genuinely bewildered.
"Mom today is my birthday. Today I am ten years old." The boy looked at her with sadness. "All I want is to go visit Dad's grave, with you who are my mother."
"Mickie will take you, son. I have something very important to do and cannot wait."
That said, Stephanie hurried out of the palace.
Seth was sad and couldn't contain his tears. Mickie, Seth's nanny came up to him and held him in her arms, wiping the tears away. "Prince, I will take you to leave flowers on your father's grave. We can cut them in the grove that is on the way to the graveyard, at this time of year everything is blooming and it is precious."
The boy nodded. "Yeah, I want to cut the flowers."
...
Princess Rebecca was watching her father's grave. Finn carried the baby in his arms.
"Becky my love, all the inhabitants of the Kingdom are sad but they love you as much as they loved your father, they trust in you and are waiting for your coronation."
"You'll help me with that." Becky smiled in spite of her sadness. "And we'll both turn Jon into a good man who will rule this kingdom with benevolence and wisdom."
The baby smiled, his baby blue eyes shone with emotion. Becky looked at her son with love and took off a necklace with a small sapphire she was wearing. She put it on the neck of her baby hiding it under his clothes. "This was Dad's and I inherited it when he died but it looks better in Jon, it matches with his eyes."
Finn looked at his son with love. "It's that Jon is identical to your father, the same eyes, the same hair color, the same dimples and the same name."
They got into the carriage that would take them back to the castle. Finn was holding the reins. Despite being King and Queen they didn't have many servants. On the way a huge green light blinded the horses that were frightened and ran out of control down a slope, the carriage crashed.
As they were on the floor, Becky and Finn saw Queen Stephanie holding her scepter. She was accompanied by two of her trusted warriors: Randy Orton and Dave Batista.
"So this is the most beautiful woman in this Kingdom," Stephanie said with disdain. "Guys, you already know what to do with them. I want them dead."
Finn threw himself against both men but being two against one really could not do much. Randy and Batista beat him til he was unconcious. There, Dave buried a dagger in the heart of the young prince ending with his life. Becky screamed in despair, Randy grabbed her hair.
"Wait!" Stephanie shouted. "Randy hold this bitch and Dave you take the baby."
"Don't hurt my baby!" Becky screamed in despair.
Stephanie looked at the boy with disdain. "Dave, kill that baby!"
"Your highness, he's a baby," Dave dared to say.
"And what? Are you going to disobey me?" Stephanie's eyes glowed deep green.
"Of course not, Your Highness." Dave nodded in fear.
"If you're going to do something so horrible please don't do it in front of me." Becky was crying.
"So you can see I'm not that bad." Stephanie smirked at Becky and then looked at Batista. "Dave take that baby and kill him in the middle of the forest, then you will bring me his heart as proof."
"As you wish your highness." Dave stepped into the woods.
"Can I kill this bitch now?" Randy said smirking.
"No. Just hold her while I do the spell that will give me all her youth and beauty." Stephanie lifted her scepter.
The evil Queen spoke a few words in a strange language and put her scepter in Becky's head. The young princess screamed in pain and a bright green light enveloped both women. Randy watched with horror as the princess's skin and hair became withered, it was as if she was aging very quickly. Stephanie however rejuvenated so much that she looked like a teenager, as if she was only eighteen. All Becky's youth and beauty left her body and not only that, her life also left her body. The young woman turned into a pile of ashes.
"Wow, you're the most beautiful woman in the world," Randy was impressed to see the Queen.
"And it will be like that for a long time." Stephanie smiled with satisfaction.
Soon after, Dave came back with his hands stained with blood and a small heart in them. "My Queen, the baby is already dead."
Stephanie laughed. This day was perfect.
...
Seth had visited his father's tomb. Back to the castle, the driver had taken a shortcut to get there fast and one of the wheels of the carriage had been damaged. While the man fixed the wheel, Seth and Mickie wandered around that road. Seth could hear the sound of running water, they were near a river. When he arrived he saw a teenager fishing on the shore. Seth was impressed. The young man had long black hair tied up in a bun. He was tall and thick and his skin was tanned probably by work under the sun. The prince was almost hypnotized by what he saw, he was walking without looking at the path, his eyes were fixed on that man.
He could appreciate him better. It was obvious that the young man was a poor peasant, but his features were beautiful, for Seth it was like seeing one of the characters in the books that he often read. A god like Apollo, or a hero like Hector. A thin layer of sweat covered the body of the teenager and his clothes had stuck to his skin. His face reflected the frustration because he couldn't catch anything, probably because river flowed very fast. The young prince walked a few more steps until he stepped on nothing, it was a small slope and then he realized his carelessness as he fell into the river.
Mickie had followed him and when she saw him falling, she screamed in despair. The young fisherman saw the woman and approached.
"The kid, the kid fell into the river," she shouted.
The teenager, threw himself into the water and despite how difficult it was to swim, the raven-haired teen could hold the kid. Taking him by the waist, he pulled him out of the water. He took him to the shore where Mickie was waiting for him, she was very frightened.
Seth coughed non-stop and spat out water, but he was councious. Mickie ran to check that he was fine. The servant was saying a lot of things, probably showing her concern for the boy, but Seth couldn't hear her. His mind could only process him. Now he could see the young man closely, his clothes were soaked and he could see that the teenager had a tattoo on one of his shoulders. His eyes were chocolate-colored framed by long lashes and his lips were pouty and pink. His hair was loose now and it was so long and shiny. He was even more beautiful up close.
Seth wanted to say so many things, to ask his name, to know more about the man, but as he was a child he dared not say anything. He only looked at him with wide eyes, like someone who sees a delusion.
"I appreciate it a lot what you did for him. Take this," Mickie gave the young man three gold coins.
For Seth they were only three coins, but the raven-haired boy looked at them like he saw a treasure.
"You have no idea what you've done. You saved the life of the-" Mickie tried to say.
But the teenager was so happy that he just hugged the prince tightly and lifted him off the ground by almost dancing with him in his arms.
"You're an angel!" And even the raven-haired teenager's voice was mesmerizing. "Wow, your hair is beautiful. Definitely an angel."
Seth was in awe. The gorgeous boy called him an angel. He was daydreaming, this was too much. The prince giggled, and looked at the teenager with devotion.
And to Seth's surprise, the young man kissed his forehead. "You're an angel. You saved my life, you saved my life with these coins!"
The young man put the astonished prince on the floor. Seth looked at him with so much interest that Mickie noticed immediately what was happening.
"But who are you?" Mickie asked.
"I am Roman," the boy replied and took his fishing rod. He started to walk away from Mickie and Seth.
"How old are you? Where do you live?" Mickie asked as the teenager walked away.
"I am seventeen! And I live everywhere." The young man shouted as he walked away.
Seth saw him as one sees a deity, until Roman was completely out of the view.
"You liked Roman, did you, Sethie?" Mickie inquired.
Seth blushed completely, and nodded so slightly. "He left so quickly."
"He's a poor peasant. Those coins should be the best thing that has happened to him in his whole life. He didn't even let me tell him that he saved the prince's life," Mickie said.
"He's so beautiful." Seth smiled tenderly. "He's beautiful and brave as the heroes of the books I read. My heart beats very fast, Mickie... What's happening to me? "
Mickie smiled sadly. "It's nothing Sethie, you're still too young to understand these things. But in a few more years you will understand what is happening to you. But you should not tell your mom what your heart feels. It would be very dangerous."
Seth looked at Mickie, understanding everything. "Because he's a peasant and I the prince? Or because he is older than I am? Or because he's a man just as I am?"
Mickie crouched to the height of the child and caressed his face. "For all those three things, Seth. But look, he's seven years older than you, maybe when you grow up you'll find him again and if it was your destiny to be together, you'll find a way to be together even with all those obstacles, okay."
Mickie really didn't think this was going to happen, but she didn't want to end Seth's illusions. She had raised him since the prince was a baby and loved him as if it were her son. Surely in a few days Seth would forget that boy. Mickie deccided not to take Seth to this part of the kingdom anymore. All the reasons that the prince quoted were real and would bring many problems to this child. And he already had enough problems for being the son of who he was.
"Then when we grow up, we'll see each other again." Seth smiled hopefully. "We must return to the castle, my clothes are wet and surely the driver has already repaired the wheel."
Mickie nodded and they both returned to the carriage.
...
They arrived at the castle at night. They had delayed more than due. Stephanie was already back and was angry.
"Queen Stephanie, Mickie arrived with Prince Seth!" One of the slaves announced.
Stephanie went out into the garden and seeing Seth wet and sneezing, made her even more angry.
"What happened to him". Stephanie screamed.
"It was an accident, mom." Seth tried to explain.
Mickie was terrified. "The prince fell into the river and a peasant took him out. But he's fine and- "
Mickie couldn't speak more because she was slapped by Stephanie. "You are useless, the prince might have died for your stupidity."
He took the woman by the hair and called Randy. "Take her to the trunk so that she will be whipped and left her in the dungeon without food until the day after tomorrow."
"Mom no, please!" Seth cried.
"There's always something that ruins my day. Even when it all works out so well." Stephanie was angry. "And you Seth, will not leave the castle again unless it is with me!"
Seth pushed his mom and ran to his room. He locked himself in there and cried.
"I never met my father. I wonder if he had loved me." Seth had changed his wet clothes and looked at the moon from his room, covered in his blankets. "I will never know."
Then he sighed. "I wonder if I'll ever see Roman again. Mom will not let me out, I may never find him again."
Seth closed his eyes and fell asleep.
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Eight years later…
"The hen is gone." Roman groaned in frustration. He was now a 25 year old. "And that the only hen that survived the plague... I'm going to be starved"
He heard the hen cackling not far from where he was. He narrowed his eyes and walked very stealthily to where the sound was. There he could see the thief of his last hen, a mope of auburn hair moved in the middle of the bushes, holding the animal as he tried to escape. Roman threw himself on the thief and to his surprise, what he found was a small child.
"But what the hell?" Roman complained. "You're just a brat!"
The boy narrowed his eyes and tried to escape the adult man's grasp, but it was useless.
"Let me go, asshole!" The boy growled.
Roman looked at the little one, his face was dirty, his hair was full of burdocks and dirt. Even his clothes were old and ragged.
"Where are your parents?" Roman asked.
"I don't have. Let me go! "The boy continued to thrash.
"You must have parents! If you didn't have parents you would not be alive." Roman said, although he seemed to have no one because of the boy's rags. "There's no way a kid could survive alone."
"I have no parents and it's not your fucking problem let me or go or..." The boy threatened.
Roman narrowed his eyes. "Or what…"
The boy buried his teeth in Roman's arm and ran. And Roman didn't know why, but he ran after the boy. It was not difficult to reach him, he caught him again and despite the grip the child continued to thrash.
"Listen, I'm not going to hurt you." Roman took him by the shoulders and spoke with authority. "In fact I'm going to cook that hen, so if you want you can stay for lunch."
The boy's stomach growled, it was obvious that he was hungry. The boy looked at Roman carefully and nodded. Roman let him go.
"How old are you, boy?" Roman was curious about this boy who swore he had no parents.
"Eight". The boy said.
"And what's your name?" Roman continued to question the child.
"My name is J-" The boy's blue eyes studied the man in front of him. Usually, he did not trust adults, but there was something about this one that made him trust. "My name is... is... Dean... that's my name... Dean."
"Okay, Dean. Let's go to my house. I'm going to cook that hen and then we'll look for your family." Roman said quieter.
"I told you I have no family." Dean grunted but followed Roman.
"You couldn't have survived by yourself." Roman said sideways watching at the kid to be sure that he was following him. "But I'm not going to pressure you."
They both entered Roman's house.
Okay, this is my new rolleigns. If you are curious about where this is going and want another episode, leave me a fav, follow and a review. Thanks for reading and as always I apologize for my grammar. You know that I can't write in English for shit, but I like to write so I appreciate your understanding, lol. Love you guys!